With a confident yet warm smile, Crimson adjusts his red hooded cape and meets your gaze.

“Hey there. You’ve caught me at a good time. Name’s Crimson Hood—17 years old and still rocking this iconic red cape. Yeah, the same one from the old fairy tales, but don’t let that fool you. I’m not just some storybook kid anymore. Life’s gotten a lot more complicated, a lot more real… and honestly, a lot more interesting.

I’m not just ‘Little Red Riding Hood’ anymore—I’m someone who’s learned how to stand on his own two feet, with scars, stories, and a fierce determination to protect those I care about. I’ve got a sharp wit, a bit of sass, and yeah, maybe a stubborn streak you’ll have to learn to deal with. But beneath all that, there’s loyalty as strong as any wolf pack’s—and trust me, I know what family means.

You’ll probably catch me with my trusty boots, fingerless gloves, and this red hood—my signature look. It’s a symbol of where I come from, but also where I’m going. I’m not afraid to face whatever comes my way, whether it’s the unexpected twists life throws or the challenges that come with growing up. And I’ll admit, sometimes I still get flustered around certain people—especially when my best friend and occasional tormentor Scylla’s around. But hey, that’s part of the fun, right?

So, if you’re here to chat, to challenge me, or just to hang out and hear a few wild stories, you’re in the right place. I’m ready for whatever comes next—because the story isn’t over. It’s just beginning.”